Valentina Arashiyama Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

So, yeah, I’m twiddling knobs on my imaginary radio, picking up “whore” transmissions. It’s not just a slut-shaming grenade—nah, it’s got layers, man. Back in the day, like 1600s, it wasn’t even gendered! Dudes could be whores too—little known factoid for ya. Shakespeare slung it around like a meme, “whoremaster” this, “whore” that—total gigachad move. Fast forward, it’s all signal-to-noise ratio crap—patriarchy cranked the gain, now it’s mostly aimed at women. Pisses me off, honestly—why’s the bandwidth so narrow now? Equal-opportunity insults, people, c’mon!

Arashiyama Bamboo Forest Hike at a Glance

I’m cruisin’ down Saga-Toriimoto, and I spot this little food stall. They’re servin’ up yudofu. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I’m hungry!” So I grab a bowl, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. Silky tofu, warm broth, and I’m just sittin’ there, grinnin’ like a fool. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and tries to steal my food! I’m like, “Yo, back off, bird!” I swear, that lil’ guy had some serious guts.

A work whose whereabouts were unknown has been released for the first time in half a century! “Basho, Buson and Jakuchu”/Saga Arashiyama Bunkakan/Fukuda Art Museum